"This is why Irecommended you for Most Improved," Mrs. Cathcart sobbed. "You arethe sweetest, best student I have had in all my years."With that Racha...l skipped down off the stage, and Mrs. DeBoer tookover again."Nothing I can do or say will ever top that, so I declare graduationover," she said, and directed the students to leave for their summerholidays. That didn't need saying twice, and it was difficult for theteachers on the floor to keep the students moving out orderly.Finally it was the. I swear, those years were ten times more dangerous than being in a war zone. The mean streets of LA are a fucking war zone, don’t ever kid yourself. The fire power employed by the gangs can and would make a lot of third world armies green with envy. Each year that I spent on the force, I became a little harder and a little more cynical. My trust in human nature evaporated from a solid curtain to no more than a fine mist. I was sure that I was the one that was going to make the difference from. He dropped to his knees and gave every one of those Indian men a very thorough sloppy blowjob. He guzzled mouthful after mouthful of Indian cum.Although incredibly embarrassing, James enjoyed every second. Garima and Nuzla just giggled at him and his cock-whore behavior.James sat on his little thong panties in the middle of the room and tried to gathered his shattered composure. He had completely lost any shred of dignity and thoroughly lost any tiny amount of masculinity. He had proven himself. I sat by the picture window and looked out over the field that spanned the distance to the woods in back of my land. To my surprise I saw a person walk out of the woods and toward my cabin: It was her! I couldn’t believe it. I went out on the porch and watched as she came closer. All I could think of was her nakedness that I had seen just a few minutes or so. She saw me and came up short. She hesitated then resumed her walk. She said hello and would I mind if she crossed over my land. I told.